Tag Archives: billy joel

Last night, I stumbled… metaphorically speaking… upon a decades-old crack in my pavement. It seemed like the tiniest split in the earth’s surface at first but it widened and its chasm felt too deep… too dark… she asked if I was okay and all I could say was, “I will be.” And I was, after … Continue reading →

So tired i am, but as i prepare for bed, i am thinking of a friend who posted that she was laying in bed with her beloved… whose hand was resting inside her lips… yes… lips. The image she painted with those few words stirred more than my libido… it made my heart smile, because … Continue reading →

i have a pinterest account. Well, truth be told, i have several. The one i use the most has many boards on all manner of topics, but today… i was reminded of one board in particular. “in my parallel universe… ” i went out to the shed in my back yard earlier today to look for … Continue reading →

i’m in therapy. i don’t intend to share all of that here, of course, but i feel it is important to push-pull-drag this out of shadows… to take the secrecy and shame from what ought to be no different than the choice to take a car in for service. It is – as i recently … Continue reading →

Those three words… like a salve to me tonight… sleep well slave Would that i could, i’d wing my way there right now to curl up at the foot of His bed (not a thought you are likely to hear me voice in a daylight moment). Yes, Master It’s been years since i heard or … Continue reading →